Gossip King

A wave of despair surged in Mu Xiaolen's heart. She held one to the limit, and another one. With her current smoothness and strategy, it was not enough.

The most important thing is that she can withdraw up to 10,000 Euros a day. To be precise, it is 9,999 Euros. When it reaches 10,000, she has to go to a Swiss bank branch to get it. One person can get 10,000. If another person also wants one Wan, then this thing can't be done.

Five thousand euros per person? This number is not enough.

Five thousand euros and ten thousand are totally different from the shock, and Mu Xiaoling can't give more.

"Hey." Without waiting for Mu Xiaoling to come up with a move, the **** turned around. The man just came back a little bit and wanted to raise his head, and he was knocked out again.

"Just two minutes, transfer the money to me first, and I will give you the account." The **** turned his head and pointed at the person who had just been knocked out by him: "There are too many people to be lax, so hurry up."

It's not false that money can make ghosts go around.

Mu Xiao Leng heard this, and stood up without a second word. In less than a minute, he connected to the Internet with his mobile phone and quickly transferred money to him: "Brother, I can't send you 10,000 Euros. "

As soon as he said this, his face changed: "What do you mean? It can't be calculated for ten thousand, don't make me think about it!"

"No, I'm doing it for your own good." Mu Xiaoling explained calmly: "If I remit 9,999 euros, I will lose one piece, because if I remit 10,000, the Swiss bank will need to review it. Then there is no need to review. And you can clear the record and do good to my brother so that you won’t be exposed."

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine euros and 10,000 euros, although the difference is only one dollar, it still feels different. This is the same as the difference between 99 yuan and 100 yuan in supermarket shopping.

And Mu Xiaoling was thinking about him from the perspective of the bully, so that the bully nodded in satisfaction. Seeing that she sent the money without any sloppiness, some embarrassment arose in her heart and said, "If I didn't Seeing that you are also an imperial person, and a little girl, with her whole body injured like this, I really won’t help you. Since you don’t run, you have given me money so sincerely."

Speaking of this, with a ding-dong, the text message of the bank arrival came, he looked down, the muscles on his face twitched with excitement, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

What can 10,000 euros do? Ten thousand euros is about seventy thousand yuan.

For this gangster, this is money without risk. An e-mail sent by Mu Xiaoling was definitely to call someone, but it has nothing to do with him. He can pretend not to know it. If you really want to find it out, you can also push the disaster to the fainted buddy: Why are you so careless that you are driving a hot spot!

Mu Xiaolen sent the mail out at a very fast speed, and at the moment it was sent, she collapsed to the ground.

"Oh, sister." The **** quickly deleted the text messages from the cell phone, and looked a little panicked at the blood on the floor, but don't lose too much blood to death, and quickly reached out to help her.

"Don't worry, brother." Mu Xiaolen weakly raised his head and smiled, hiding behind him: "Thank you, brother, I deleted the Swiss bank transfer record. Don't worry, I won't be here if I run. Under my nose, this matter has nothing to do with you. You saved my life. As long as I survive this disaster in the future, I still have to thank you."

As he said, Mu Xiaolen stretched out five fingers: "Brother, your righteousness is worth at least 50,000 euros." 50,000 euros is a high price for this kind of low-level gangsters, and far more than his help. Lu Gaofei's money can be allocated for planning.

50,000 euros, equivalent to about 350,000 yuan in RMB.

The shouting of money is too high, but it is a bit false. Fifty thousand is considered a very high price by this gangster, but it is not a sky-high price, it is enough, and the credibility is high.

"Why don't you help or not, look, I also take money and money to do things, it was my boss who asked me to guard you, you see, you are going out really, don't blame me at this time under house arrest." This **** Ten thousand euros have already arrived, I am very happy, and I heard that there are fifty thousand euros, even more happy.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit. He does this.

Both sides are pleased with the money to take, and whoever doesn't do the other fool can go back to the country directly, he thought.

Mu Xiao Leng also used this method, constantly hurting her body, and letting this gangster open the Internet and let her send an email.

"You have to bandage it quickly. It's not good to have too much blood loss. You can bandage yourself, use clothes or something. I can't stay here for too long. I have to wake him up, or it will arouse suspicion." , Opened Mu Xiaolen's wardrobe, pulled out a piece of clothing and threw it to her.

"It's okay, I'm not doing this, they wonder what you can do." Mu Xiaolen said, taking the clothes and pressing the wound on the palm of his hand, then looked at the wound on the leg. Although the wound was horrifying, it was a skin injury and it was not dead.

Mu Xiaolen's words once again stood on the side of the bully to consider him, which made the bully feel more at ease.

The gangster glanced at her. Although she only used a piece of clothing to wipe and tidy up her wounds, it seemed very inhumane, but he was not the kind of person who pityed Xiangxiyu, and he was not the kind of person who pity Xiangxiyu. He was bending over to find a way to wake up and collapse The sound of the door opening came from outside the door.

Lu Gaofei is back.

There are a lot of footsteps, which shows that he is not alone.

Mu Xiaolen's face became paler with a brush. She looked at the bully nervously, and the bully turned her head to give her a vicious look, and shouted, "You stinky bitch! Actually committing suicide!"

As he said, he immediately held down the switch of the notebook and forcibly shut it down, winking at Mu Xiaolen.

As soon as he said this, the footsteps downstairs suddenly rose. Hearing the footsteps, Lu Gaofei ran up.

Suicide, these two words have enough deterrent power, if Mu Xiao Leng died, Lu Gaofei would not get a penny.

"What's the matter?!" Lu Gaofei crawled to the door with panting. As soon as he arrived, he saw the **** raise his hand and slapped Mu Xiao Leng's face with a crisp sound, and slapped Mu directly with a slap in the face. Xiao Leng shook himself to the ground and couldn't get up.

"This **** committed suicide with that cup. We rushed in, and she stunned my buddy." The **** was on the road, and he lied without blinking his eyes. Lu Gaofei glanced across the room immediately.

Blood all over the floor.

"Suicide?" Lu Gaofei was obviously startled by the blood splashing on the wall in this place. In his memory, Mu Xiaolen was not a person who could commit suicide. She did not dare to use scissors to cut her nails. , Use safety scissors. When Lu Gaofei's gaze fell on her hand, Xiao Leng's palm was facing up, and the exploded flesh and blood shocked him.

"No?! Suicide! Fortunately, we rushed in and rushed in time." The gangster hurriedly helped, pointing to the wound on her calf: "I subdued her and almost let her scratch with the tiles, but she hurt herself and the rabbit was in a hurry. It’s true to bite people too. This lady was crazy and knocked out my buddy. I see her, she is planning to die as well!"

Lu Gaofei looked at Xiao Leng's legs and palms, then looked at the blood splattered around the room and the person who had fainted on the ground, plus the gangster testimony.

He nodded and let out a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't die."

In Lu Gaofei's memory, Mu Xiaoling didn't have such roundabout thoughts, because she wanted to die out of fear, she turned around with a sneer, and Datian Shou and his assistant just arrived behind her.

Dao Tian Suo looked over to Mu Xiao Leng, with a surprised expression on his face.

Immediately, his Adam's apple moved up and down.

It seems to be swallowing saliva.

Mu Xiaolen moved backwards instinctively, feeling like a tiger in front and a hungry wolf behind.

Not a hungry wolf, but a satyr.